"Just Friends" -Vic Fuentes ❤

Chapter 4

I didn't want to tell Vic exactly what happened last night, I just wanted the memory to disappear completely. I feel so stupid for doing that with someone I had only known a few hours. I stepped out of my bunk, trying not to wake anyone up, and took my bag of toiletries in to bathroom with me. I looked horrible, make up smeared down my face from crying. Exhaling deeply, I used a damp hand towel to remove it. 

  When I looked decent, I changed into a comfortable pair of sweat pants and one of Vic's band shirts. I didnt feel like leaving the bus today, but I guess I have to if I want to see their first performance.  Leaving the bathroom, I went back to the bunk beds to see Vic practically dangling from his bed.

  "Viccc." I whispered poking his side. His blanket shot into the air, and he crashed to the floor groaning. "I'm so sorry Vicky!" I gasped crouching down and showing him my sad puppy dog eyes so he wouldn't kill me for waking him up. "What the hell Aleah?!" He yelled picking himself off the floor. "I didn't know that's how you would react to someone poking you!" I protested. He sighed throwing the blanket back onto the bed and clutching his head in pain. 

  "Someone had a little too much to drink." i commented on his sure sign of a hang over. Maneuvering my way through the maze of limbs jetting out from the rows of bunk beds, I took a bottle of water from the fridge and searched for a bottle of pain reliever. 

  "Here." I spoke softly handing him two pills and the water. He took them thankfully and rested his head back on his pillow. "You didn't handle yourself very well either young lady." He retorted shooting me a disapproving glance. Feeling a wave of guilt and regret wash over me, I looked away unable to look him in the eyes. "Aleah, I'm sorry love. If you really like him then I'm not going to stop you from seeing him, but he has a reputation he shouldn't be proud of." Vic tried comforting me but it only made me feel worse.

  "No. You're right Vic, I should have listened to you. Now I feel so worthless and stupid!" i shouted waking up Tony, Jamie, and Mike. "Good morning to you too sunshine." Jamie mumbled sitting up confused. Vic just stared at me with wide eyes. "Lee, I-" He stuttered not sure what to do. "Its my fault Vic, so don't say you're sorry, please. You always take responsibility for my mistakes, so just forget about it. I can deal with it on my own." I raised my voice aggravated with mostly myself and rushing out of the room full of confused wide-eyed boys.

  I threw myself down on to the couch and stared blankly at the tv. I shouldn't have yelled at him for no reason, I'm the one I was mad at. I listened as they moved about the bus, rushing to get ready. No one really said anything, at least not loud enough for me to hear. 

  "Are you coming with us Leah?" Tony asked being the first one ready to leave. I turned in my seat and smiled weakly at his hurt expression. Not only was my anger affecting me, but everyone around me. "Maybe I'll come by to see the last song." I was almost telling myself, trying to push myself into a better mood. "Alright." He smiled walking off to the kitchen. As the other three finished getting ready, they joined Tony in the kitchen. 

  "We'll see you later Lee." Jamie called to me leading Mike and Tony out of the bus. "Bye, have fun!" I wished them good luck and waved as they left. "Aleah, I don't want you to go through this by yourself. Im here for you if you want to talk about it. This isn't your fault at all, so don't think that angle." He said quietly, leaning down and kissing my forehead before catching up with the guys outside.

  I sighed loudly, and forced myself up from the couch and to the kitchen. Finding a half a pot of coffee left, I poured a cup and took a seat at the small table. Barely 10 minutes later someone knocked at the door. "Coming little coconut." I shouted expected to see one of the boys had forgot something. Opening the door I saw Kellin staring up at me with a huge smile. An awful growling sound escaped from the back of my throat as I looked at him in disgust.